Chapter 5
Peter's POV
Monday morning I stood in front of Jennifer's closet like a total moron.
Rows of blouses and skirts and dresses. Everything looked complicated. Nothing was grab-it-and-go like my shirts and pants.
I pulled out a white blouse and navy slacks. Professional. Then I opened the drawer with...
Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
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